I give the world destruction and new life

Chapter 226 Rogue
The No. 14 traffic port was built seven years ago. Compared with the traffic ports after No. [-], it looks a bit dilapidated, but the location here is very good, it is on the central axis of the entire underground shelter.

For a long time, it has been used as a hospital by people in the thirteenth district, and all those who have mastered medical technology and medical background are placed here.

Compared with the ground, the NO.14 traffic port can at least shelter from wind and rain, provide clean air and water, and don't have to worry about security issues. This is the core territory of the Taha Gang, and Taha Gang soldiers are everywhere.

But now, it is used as a field hospital, and a large number of injured poor people and soldiers are sent here. The medical staff at the No. 14 traffic port have already begun to work overloaded.

On average, every three patients can be assigned to a nurse, and there is only one doctor above every three nurses to deal with problems that the nurses cannot solve between operations.

For example, if a patient needs a blood transfusion due to hemorrhage, but no suitable blood source can be found now, the doctor will make the final decision and ask the nurse to inform the soldiers to give the patient a good time.

Or if there is a patient who needs amputation, the doctor will also ask the nurse to find a soldier who is brave enough to act as the amputee with a sterilized small axe.

In short, when the saint woke up, what he saw was such a scene. The wounded in the next bed was pressed firmly on the bed by two burly nurses, with a towel stuffed in his mouth, and his face was full of horror.

And a fully armed soldier brandished an ax, raised it high, and dropped it hard. One calf fell to the ground with a bang, and then shouted impatiently: "Next! Hurry up, I'm in a hurry!"

Am I fucking going to hell?The saint thought a lot at that moment, and even analyzed in detail that he must have been spoiled by the three bastards Ethan, Tony and Martin.

But then, he heard an excited voice.

"Deli! He's awake!" The little boy's sharp voice broke the nightmarish environment around him. Sam skillfully picked up the temperature gun and took the temperature of the saints: "Great, you don't have a fever, they Said that if you can wake up, you can live!"

"Wait, kid, where is this? You saved me?" The saint looked around and finally realized that this was a place similar to a hospital.

"This is the territory of the Taha gang, stranger, since you are awake, I'm afraid we have to have a good talk." A strong soldier put the muzzle of the gun on the saint's head: "Seeing that you saved Deli and Sa For Tom's sake, I'm trying to keep this conversation as soft as possible."

Sam looked at the soldiers, then at the saints, and finally chose silence under Deli's pull.

"Marvolo, stay away from that poor young man." Another person appeared at the door. She was wearing a deep red robe, her face was covered by a turban, and only a pair of green eyes could be seen: "He is Mrs. Witch's guest."

"Mr. Witch's guests come too frequently! The timing is too coincidental!" The soldier named Marvolo narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman in red robe: "I am very interested in the origins of these people. If Mr. Witch Don't mind, I'll send him there myself after I've talked to him."

"Why don't you go and explain to Lady Witch yourself? Before that, let me deal with his injuries." The red-robed woman did not back down.

Marvolo looked around at the wounded, doctors and nurses who were watching here, gritted his teeth, put down his gun and said to the saint, "You are lucky, stranger, we will meet again!"

"For the first meeting, this is not friendly, is it?" Saint subconsciously teased, and then realized that the way he spoke was almost the same as Ethan and the others.

"Damn it, I will definitely go to hell in the future." The saint covered his mouth and recited a few proverbs from the Bible in a low voice.

However, as the priest said, the saint didn't even memorize the sentences tattooed on his body.

A saint can swear in the name of God that every time he reads the Bible, he reads it word for word with the most serious attitude with an extremely pious attitude, and every time he feels that he has a new insight.

But when he put down the book, those impressive sentences and words would be like the hair on a priest's head, blowing gently and dissipating with the wind.

"Hey, are you Tang Ji's subordinate?" Lin Sai, who was hiding behind the red-robed woman, stepped forward and asked, "Are you here to pick us up? Wang Zhengdao!"

"Who are you? Where is the king?" After hearing the name Wang Zhengdao, the saint finally remembered his mission: "How is he now?"

"It's not good, but here is a superhuman who can heal injuries. She kept Wang Zhengdao alive. We have to solve the curse on him quickly, or something." Lindsay finally breathed a sigh of relief, Tang Ji this The name is like magic, and whenever he appears, it means that the trouble is over.

"Also, where is Tang Ji? Why didn't I see him?" Lindsay asked the saints, "How many of you are here?"

"Ask Miss one by one, I'll talk about it when I see Wang Zhengdao first." The saint moved his body, and the wounds had been bandaged, but most of the injuries caused by the flogging were bruises and fractures.

The saint can at least be sure that his ability has nothing to do with self-healing. After calming down, he has a preliminary understanding of his ability.

Unfortunately, it has nothing to do with God. He is neither God's Wrath nor God's Whip. His ability is very simple, that is, to put himself into a state of extreme concentration.

In this state, the saint can completely control his body, and all bodily functions will be kept at their peak.

His balance will become better than the best acrobats in the world, his dynamic vision and neural response speed will also stand at the top of human beings.

And this is just its 'side effect', the real use of this ability is to learn and imitate, but it only takes effect on combat skills.

In the battle to kill the Flogger, the saint acted like he was even deceived. He really thought that he had acquired some kind of awesome ability to "invite God to his body".

Thinking of this, the saint felt a little regretful. After all, after seeing Surte's abnormality, everyone fantasized in their hearts that they would soar into the sky after awakening one day.

Of course, this is just the saint's own idea. Putting him in any superhuman institution, he is also the group with great combat effectiveness.

After all, the one that suits you is the best. Saints have shown excellent talent in this area since they were young. After awakening this ability, there is no transition period to adapt to at all.

In short, the saint only felt his own changes a little bit, and he fully understood his ability, and named it [Master of Imitation].

He wanted to name his ability [Holy Temporary Moment], but obviously superhumans have unspoken rules in this regard.

Tang Ji was finally blocked at the NO.15 traffic port. When they were passing through the sealed door between the two traffic ports, Tang Ji suddenly felt a biting cold!

dangerous!
Tang Ji rolled backward almost subconsciously, and at the same time took out the prelude to prepare for the battle, but what followed was an explosion in front of his eyes!

It was as if someone planted a bomb under the sealed door, and the sudden splash of mud and sand buried Tang Ji under it in an instant.

When he struggled out of the mound, the sealed door just now had disappeared, replaced by a hole with a diameter of more than one meter wide above his head, and fresh air was pouring into this underground space along that hole.

And the small team that was talking and laughing with Tang Ji just now also disappeared at this time. The only thing that can prove their existence is the half body of old Jim.

At this moment, he was just hanging on a broken steel bar, and he had lost his breath.

Alarms sounded at the No.16 traffic port and No.15 traffic port at the same time. The soldiers and civilians gathered here looked at the hole in horror. They couldn't think of anything that could penetrate more than 40 meters of soil and directly attack them. of refuge.

However, immediately after, a lump of dark green jelly-like thing flowed out along the hole, and the viscous liquid fell to the ground with strings, corroding everything around it, and quickly condensed into a human shape.

"Tang Ji, as I said, we will meet again." The superhuman with almost no facial features pointed at Tang Ji, his tone was the same as his state of existence, sticky and uncomfortable.

Bah!
Without hesitation, Tang Ji shot through the opponent's chest. After all, that thing didn't look like it had a brain.

The upper body of the dark green humanoid was instantly disintegrated, but the splashing acid continued to corrode the surroundings, and even the soil emitted white smoke when looking down.

Acid, a pathetic metahuman who isn't even an employee of the ECS Bureau, but a specimen of a metahuman corpse kept in a special container.

This poor superhuman killed his family by mistake on the day of his awakening, and corroded all the way down to the sewer, and almost flowed into the subway station, causing even more casualties.

Mikkelsen said in the report that the acid is not actually alive anymore. After being successfully contained by the ECS Bureau, the acid that regained its human form immediately melted its own brain with its ability, and only one body was left. Corpse in acid state.

Obviously, jealousy's manipulation of human beings is not limited to the biological organ of the brain. Tang Ji watched the acid condense into a human form again, and opened his hands and sprayed acid at him!
Even if he was as agile as Tang Ji, he couldn't dodge a jet of this size!The acid sprayed his whole body with both hands!

Tang Ji looked at his dragon scale armor, which was constantly smoking and corroded, so he could only keep rolling on the soil, and at the same time, he took off his most powerful 'carapace' at the fastest speed.

"Tang Ji threw the dragon scale armor forcefully in the corner, and at the same time hit another superhuman who came out of the hole with the prelude!
That unlucky enemy didn't even have a chance to adapt to the underground environment, so he lost all his sensory organs and turned into a corpse on the ground.

"Tang Ji, Tang Ji, Tang Ji, I will not fail, I have surrounded this place." The voice of jealousy continued to interfere with him through the mouth of acid: "You killed a puppet controlled by me, It also liberated part of my mental power, allowing me to control another puppet, such as how is he?"

Just as Jealousy was speaking, a soldier who had been standing guard not far away suddenly turned around and ran, heading deeper into the shelter!
Bah!
Tang Ji attached the flame of hatred to the bullet without hesitation, shot from behind, and hit the soldier.

However.
"Useless Tang Ji, I've already suffered a loss once." The jealous voice was full of pride: "How are you going to stop me? Kill everyone present? I just need to find that one step earlier than you A space jumper who has no ability to resist, and then he is mine!"

Tang Ji looked near the soldier's body, a man dressed as a civilian suddenly stood up from the ground and continued to run.

He knew that before the soldier was hit by a bullet, Jealousy gave up control of the puppet and withdrew his mental power.

Tang Ji's shooting became meaningless, and another target near the corpse, who had been reduced to a jealous puppet, continued to move forward, and quickly disappeared from Tang Ji's sight.

At this time, Tang Ji's troubles were far more than acid and the influx of superhumans. He shot and killed two shelter residents in a row, so that the soldiers of the Taha Gang included him on the attack list .

At this time, no one can stand up and prove that Tang Ji is here to help.

Of course, he himself didn't care, otherwise he wouldn't have shot so decisively. With a flick of Tang Ji's prelude, he broke up the human figure formed by the acid again, and at the same time swept and killed two soldiers of the Taha Gang with his backhand. Go in the direction where the puppet disappeared.

He'd seen half a city disappear before his eyes, he'd killed countless bad guys who didn't deserve to die, and if jealousy thought it'd stop him from winning this battle, he'd be wrong.

Tang Ji didn't care who stood in front of him, or who he shot.

He'll just keep it all in his mind, and someday in the future, he'll write these crimes directly on that damned jealous brain, stroke by stroke, in his native language.

Thanks to the small size of the Taha gang's shelter, Tang Ji quickly found the target he had lost and shot before the other party realized it.

This time, Tang Ji shot and broke one of the puppet's legs. At the same time, he threw a first-aid medicine next to the wounded, pointed the gun at another civilian and ordered: "Help him stop the bleeding, don't let him die!"

But when the commoner raised his head, there was a jealous smile on his face: "Tang Ji is very smart, but not smart enough. It's a pity that I just vacated a spot and occupied a new puppet."

After finishing speaking, the puppet kicked the injured puppet's throat, ending his life. Three meters away, a Taha gang soldier who had just chased him over suddenly froze in place.

In the next second, he greeted Tang Ji, turned around and continued running towards the sealed door leading to No. 14 traffic port.

"Now, I have two people here, and there will be more, what are you going to do?" The civilian puppet showed Tang Ji a mocking smile: "Do you still want to hurt me with your weird flame?" How about trying this?"

The commoner in front of Tang Ji stared and immediately lost consciousness, and a dozen meters away, a child who was only seven or eight years old who was hiding in a corner suddenly stood up and said to Tang Ji in a childish voice: "You have to treat me too. Shoot, Uncle? I haven't seen a real flower when it's in full bloom."

The muzzle of the prelude was raised, and finally put down again. Tang Ji was almost covered in flames of hatred, like a ghost: "I will find you, I swear."

　PS: I've finally slowed down a bit these days, and I feel much better

　　
　
(End of this chapter)